"It's fun." Wen Yu said, "If you don't come with you, you don't know that you like so elegant. If you don't go to play basketball during class, you can actually hide in such a place to draw. Hey, don't say, this place is pretty good. I've been standing for half an hour. Except for Director Yao who came over to catch you, I didn't see a living person..."

"You voyeurism? Can you watch here for half an hour?" Fu Yuhan frowned, "And why did Director Yao not teach you a lesson?"

Is it okay if you have good grades and get off the class? This is too double standards.

"Guess?" Wen Yu tilted his head.

His innocent look was particularly humble in the eyes of Fu Yuhan, who was "double-standard".

Fu Yuhan suddenly pulled back his arm and gave him a glance.

"I guess it's a big deal." He said, then left.

Fu Yuhan has a tall figure, clean and neat outline, and his figure falls in the middle of the long and deserted corridor, gradually fading away.

Wen Yu watched his long legs move forward intertwined, pulling his school uniform with his sporty waist, pulling out straight folds back and forth, and finally chuckled gently.

This is not the smile Wen Yu used to show to others, but he really wanted to laugh, so he smiled lightly and lightly.

"Sure enough," Wen Yuxin said, "It is more suitable for him than a depressed and depressed expression."
Chapter completed!